Days go by I'm changing lanes I'm talking on the phone I'm drivin' way to fast And the interstate's jammed with Gunners like me afraid of coming in last But somewhere in the race we run We're coming undone Days go by I can feel 'em flying Like a hand...
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Tonight I wanna cry Alone in this house again tonight I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me The way that it was and could have been surrounds me I'll never get over you walkin'...
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